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"I think about it," Sister Li finally said.

When Song Zhixing heard this, she regained her heart and smiled at her. She understands what Li means.

"Let me clean it myself." She crouched down again.

Sister Li said, "Let's do it. You sit and watch. Usually I'm doing these things."

Song Zhixing didn't stop, just learning Sister Li's actions and tidying up her suitcase. After a while, I told Li again: "Sister Li, in the future, you will teach me to cook."

"You won't even use the kitchen equipment."

"It doesn't matter. It's not too late to learn. In the future, I will slowly learn these things."

Sister Li knew her thoughts, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "If you know how you are like this, you must be very distressed."

Song Zhixing bit her lip without speaking. Nose tip.

"Well, let's not mention Er Ye. However, you have to learn, you have to learn at home. This is all out, just have fun, don't think about cooking."

"You can send me the recipe. I started to learn over there."

"I can't beat you." Sister Li shook her head. Folding clothes, he said, "Although I don't know what happened to you and Er Ye this time, you need to know that Er Ye really loves you. So, if you have any ideas, try to communicate with him well, Don't make your own decisions. "

"... I talked with him many times about the child." Song Zhixing lowered his eyebrows. "If I can communicate, I will not ..."

"You, it ’s the second father who used to be a direct-going character, and he does n’t know how to be devious. If the second father hurts you so much, if you are coquettish with him, tell him well that there can be no second father Yes? In this life, you are the nemesis of Er Ye. "

"If I tell him well, he will promise ..." Song Zhixing said this and took a look at Sister Li. "Sister Li, do you think the second uncle would promise me to do anything that might hurt his mother?"

As for Song Zhixing's remarks, there was a hint of confusion on Sister Li's face.

I really do n’t understand, "Hello, how do you say such a silly thing? You also know the feelings of the second grandfather and his wife, although these years are not common, but this is a true blood relative. Do n’t be stupid, say Such words annoyed Er Ye. "

Song Zhixing smiled bitterly and nodded, "I see ..."

If she told him well and let her go to the police, Tang Yu would never agree.

Sister Li looked at her, "Although this kind of thing will not be promised, but you don't want to be pregnant, say it well, there must be hope. Of course, you have to learn to be smart, don't give yourself a thought as soon as you come up Wear it. Do n’t let the old man and the second man breathe when you play outside, relax, relax with him, and please the second man, is n’t everything promised to you? ”

Song Zhixing looked at Sister Li as if she was considering the success or failure of Sister Li's words. She suddenly discovered that, as Sister Li had said, she had been spoiled by Tang Yu for so many years, so when everything happened, she habitually bumped against him.

"Think of Sister Li's words, ah, find the softest way to solve things. Obviously love each other, don't hurt each other."

Song Zhixing listened to Sister Li and walked away.

Some things, like the parents' things, can never be solved, and there is no soft way. But the child ...

Song Zhixing thinks Li's words make sense.

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Tang Yu took Song Zhixing out of the country. In the ten-hour flight, Song Zhixing did not fall asleep initially, but just looked out of the glare window and thoughtfully. Later, he gradually fell asleep and tilted his head unconsciously.

With a heavy weight on his shoulder, Tang Yu turned over the file and stopped.

She looked down, looking at her sleepy face, and added pity to her eyes. Carefully, twitching the mess around her cheeks behind her ears, and gently stroking her thumb on her delicate face, feeling her temperature truly.

God knows how much he misses the feeling of hugging her so quietly. As if this is true enough.

During this period of time, she has been troublesome with herself. He is also a man with a strong self-esteem, and he can't stand her repeated refusal. The nostalgia forced her to decisively pull away. However, often, after leaving her, he always had difficulty sleeping in his room.

The jealousy of thinking she might be relieved by his departure and sleep more peacefully next door. I hate to wake her up immediately and ask her well.

"Sleep well." Tang Yu's long arms crossed her neck, hugged her head, and kissed her on top of her head.

Song Zhixing stumbled, dreaming in the air. In the dream, there are a pair of vague shadows, father and mother. She wanted to seize it, how much she expected that she could be loved by her father, and her mother, like everyone else. She stretched out her hand haphazardly, but the shadow of the couple was getting farther and farther away from her. She wept bitterly and desperately, and suddenly her hand suspended in the air was fastened by a large hand.

"Stars, I am. I am."

It seemed as though she was finally at ease, her crying faded away, and her dreams were laughing, "Dad, I miss you so much ..."

Tang Yu hugged her, her throat tight, her heart twisted.

The Tang family owes her too much. Now, the only thing he can do is to lock her next to him and do everything to make up for it.

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Song Zhixing is intoxicated in this dream with father and mother. The melancholy on the face disappeared because of this dream. In her dream, she smiled so quietly that Tang Yu couldn't bear to wake her up. When the stewardess came to deliver the food, he also waved his hand and refused.

Along the way, for several hours, she fell asleep on his shoulders, Tang Yu kept this sleeping position all the way, did not move, did not want to make her dreams.

Until the plane stopped after the bump, Song Zhixing woke up. I realized that I was just a dream, and my heart was somewhat lost.

"Awake?" Tang Yu's voice rang overhead. Song Zhixing raised his eyes slightly, bumping into his tender eyes, a corner of his heart was soft for a moment.

"... Um." Song Zhixing rubbed his eyes, pulled away from his shoulders, and sat upright.

Maintaining a posture for a long time, Tang Yu was aching all over. He rubbed his arm, got up first, and leaned over her, "waking up to sleep, getting ready to get off the plane."

Song Zhixing glanced at him with a complex look and pursed his lips before asking: "Is your arm ... uncomfortable with me?"

Deep pupil brightened, Tang Yu's eyes searched and looked at her, but just staring at each other, Song Zhixing had turned his eyes away and avoided his sight.

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